the cheerleader waves her cyanide wand

"Ashera! Remember, you're supposed to be looking out for us!"

Ashera cackles, wild and high. "Ahaha! Let's see a little more slice in your step, Minoth!"

Technically, he doesn't move the same way as a power-framed Kevesi or a fabricated Agnian, not as efficient as a being born for this brand of battle, but he does still have something - he has to. Very, very different scars, indeed.

But it doesn't matter. They've got all this locked up.

Inferno Wheel goes above? Cruceta goes below. They make quick work of whatever they're left to, and turn on each other later on.